The horses hoofs stomped across the icy ground covered with dead branches and leaves. She sat firmly on the saddle, holding the reins in one hand and balancing backwards in the other. The ribbon on her riding suit also flew in midair.
Xiao Kezhi rode his horse to chase after him, his deep eyes staring at the sassy and heroic figure in front of him, like a wolf chasing its prey in the field.
But the prey being chased did not panic at all.
She immediately turned her head and smiled at him, the hair on her temples fluttering in the wind: "Now, what does Your Majesty think?"
The golden sunlight projected through the crossed branches, coating her whole body with a halo, flickering on and off during the gallop, making his eyes sparkle as well.
This woman is like the stars and moons in the sky. Every time she looks up, she can show a different situation, which is surprising and amazing.
An intriguing smile flashed on his stern face, and the legs that clamped the horse's belly couldn't help but leaned down to urge the horse to speed up.
Two horses galloping one after the other by the uninhabited stream, one time near, one time far, you chase after me, never tired of it.
Xiao Kezhi seemed to be playing with Chu Ning on purpose. After she had run enough, he suddenly accelerated again, catching up with her at a very fast speed, and when she was not paying attention, he suddenly leaned out from the horse and hugged him with one arm. Stop her and carry her directly from the jujube horse to him.
She couldn't help but let out a low sigh, subconsciously grasping the saddle in front of her with both hands.
There was a low chuckle behind him.
In the blink of an eye, he had controlled both horses to slow down, wrapped his arms around her waist, leaned her back tightly into his arms, lowered his head to her ear and said: " Have you had enough? Your riding skills are good, but compared to me, it's still a bit worse."
The wind was cold, but the embrace behind him was hot. The hot and humid breath brushed past her ears, making her unable to help straighten her back in his arms, and her cheeks blown by the cold wind gradually burned.
"Nie-niece's little tricks, naturally dare not compare with Your Majesty."
The two were tightly attached to one place, making him easily aware of her subtle changes.
His arms around her waist tightened, making her unavoidable, and leaned back again. The thin back was embedded in his broad and sturdy chest, and as the horse trotted, the temperature between the two rose little by little.
"It's just your 'bugs' tricks' that can always draw me here." He was rubbed so hot that he couldn't help gnashing his teeth and biting the skin behind her ears, as if he would appear here because of her The intentional seduction is general.
Chu Ning couldn't help shrinking and dodging, but was amazed by the accusation in his words - this person seems to be like this every time, it is clear that he came by himself, but he always pushes everything on her.
She simply let go, leaned against his chest hard, raised her head and kissed his chin until she couldn't breathe, and then said innocently, "Your Majesty, Aning didn't make his own decisions today."
She raised her blushing cheeks and looked at him aggrievedly with a pair of wet and misty eyes, which made him tremble, and subconsciously pinched her slender waist.
Yes, she didn't take the initiative to lead him here today, but he followed him involuntarily. He deliberately ignored this fact, but he had to admit it under her reminder.
In fact, as soon as she and Guo'er appeared on the racecourse, someone whispered the news to his ear.
He didn't want to pay attention to it, but for some reason, the hunting that made him so excited suddenly lost its appeal and became dull. Even when he saw the deer galloping through the forest, it was her who came to mind several times. A sly look that hurried away after trying to attract his attention.
He had no choice but to take the arrow angrily, not knowing whether it was intentional or not, he took the two guards to the stable where she was alone.
And now, he appeared in this no-man's land after chasing her by ghosts and gods, pulling her directly from the horse to him and holding her firmly.
If he was able to comfort himself a few times before, it was she who seduced him first, then this time, he has no excuses anymore, and he has to admit that he really did take the initiative.
The truth was unavoidable, and the hazy feelings for her that had always been vague in his heart began to stir again, followed by an unspeakable sense of loss of control and frustration.
But the woman in his arms is still so beautiful and innocent, it is impossible to pick out the slightest mistake.
The complicated emotions in my heart immediately turned into annoyance. He couldn't help grasping her waist and turning her whole body around on the saddle, turning her into a position sitting sideways in front of him.
"His Majesty!"
Such a posture made it impossible for her to sit firmly with the belly of the horse, so she could only whisper softly, and stretched out her hand tightly on his shoulder, daring not to move.
He didn't give her the slightest chance to breathe, he only wrapped his arms around her waist, pinched her chin with the other, lowered his head and kissed her lips forcefully.
The scorching breath blew through, burning an invisible flame in the winter.
Her front placket was undone, and a cold wind rushed in quickly, making her tremble all over, and couldn't help begging him for mercy.
The next moment, she was swept into the warm and thick cloak again, and the hot kisses penetrated the cold wind and fell densely on her neck and chest.
She was still trembling all over, but it was no longer because of the cold wind, but because of the heat from the inside out.
"Yes, I am the one who lost my mind today." As if venting his anger, he made her hands tucked behind his back, while torturing her with the jolting of the horse, "You temptress..."
She only felt powerless, her head was dizzy, listening to his words, vaguely remembered that day in the dim candlelight of Liangyi Hall, he also scolded her "demon" and tried his best to toss her.
It is impossible for a person to fall twice in one place.
She bit her lower lip hard, resisting the low groan that had reached her mouth, tried her best to softly press her body against his chest, raised her head and kissed his unstoppable Adam's apple, and then moved it all the way down his neck.
He was so excited that he loosened his grip, and immediately gave her a chance to take advantage.
His clothes were quickly torn open, two slender arms wrapped around him from the front, soft fingertips touched the skin behind his neck, and moved down little by little along the distinct joints on the spine. Heavy, like a feather, like a cat's paw, all the way to the very end.
"Less lesson!"
A burst of crispness spread from behind, he gritted his teeth, pressing her into his cloak harder and harder, and couldn't help urging the horse to run wildly.
Her purplish-red horse had been banished to the edge of the stable, while his steed carried the two straight to the tent.
There were more and more people around, and Chu Ning noticed that something was wrong. The whole person was buried in his arms and became uneasy. He couldn't help hugging him tightly and asked in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, where do you want to take Aning?"
"Shh!" He motioned for her to keep silent, he held the reins with one hand to stop the horse, and with the other firmly pressed her to his chest, preventing her from raising her head, and the cloak wrapped her tightly, " If you don't want to be known, just keep quiet."
Through the thick cloak, she had already heard the noise of hooves, footsteps, and voices. She was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat, and she dared to move, so she could only stiffen up and be obedient.
In front of everyone's eyes, he hugged her in a messy clothes, turned over and dismounted, and strode towards the imperial tent.
"Da, everyone, this—" The servants and guards who were waiting by the imperial tent were already stunned, and they all stared at the situation in front of them, not knowing how to react for a while.
The emperor just said that he wanted to look around by himself, and told them not to follow, why did he come back with a woman in public after a while? Looking at the disheveled appearance, anyone with a discerning eye can guess what happened!
"Get out of the way!" Xiao Kezhi said with a sullen face and a hoarse voice, his sharp eyes also faintly flushed with blood, and that tense look was obviously unbearable.
The servants were busy trying their best to suppress the horror in their hearts, opened the curtain for him, and let him in.
"Stay far away, and no one is allowed to approach!"
When the low-pitched order came, the inner servant and the guards looked at each other, and then they bowed their heads and retreated in tacit agreement, retreating to ten feet away, surrounding the entire imperial tent, and no one was allowed to approach.
The curtain that was lifted had already fallen down again, covering the situation in the tent tightly.
…
The movement on the imperial tent quickly attracted everyone's attention.
Countless pairs of curious, inquiring, or nervous eyes stared straight at the airtight imperial tent, but no one dared to step forward to spy on them. Who is the woman.
The sage has been in Mount Li for nearly half a month. During this period, many girls often come and go to the horse farm at the foot of the mountain. Much understanding.
Everyone was wondering whether the saint was not close to women, and he suddenly came back with a woman who was covered up so tightly that people didn't know her identity. It was really shocking!
For a time, many people began to quietly count the young girls in their sight, trying to find out who it was.
Zhao Yu'e, who was teaching Guo'er to ride a horse, also became absent-minded.
She was as shocked as everyone else, but she hadn't bothered to find out which girl it was.
There is no other reason. The racecourse is very big, and there are dozens of girls here today, plus the maids who came with them, and I don’t know how many. If you want to count them quietly, it is almost impossible to count them. .
For example, when she glanced at Guo'er next to her, she immediately remembered that the Crown Princess Chu who had brought Guo'er was not nearby now, but could she conclude that the woman in the tent was the Chu family
It's just that this situation made her feel a little embarrassed.
She put down her restraint and took the initiative to flatter the new king, almost everyone knows. Before, she could comfort herself, probably because this new gentleman was naturally cold and never had the slightest reaction, but now, she can no longer deceive herself.
There were a few sneering glances around her, which made her feel humiliated, and it was almost impossible to maintain the smile on her face.
"Miss Zhao..." Guo'er sat nervously on the little red horse, seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, and finally timidly reminded her.
Zhao Yu'e suddenly returned to her senses, pulled the reins for her with one hand, and smiled at her: "Little lady is tired? Do you want to take a break?"
In any case, even if she doesn't like this petty child, she must always remember that this is the saint's cousin and cannot be neglected.
Guo'er shook her head, tried to sit up straight, and said boldly and earnestly, "Miss Zhao, I, I don't want to rest, I want to learn quickly, and I can't live up to the goodness of Your Majesty and the Crown Princess to me!"
Although she is young and shy, her mind is very delicate and sensitive. She understands that Xiao Kezhi and Chu Ning treat her with sincerity. Her mother asked her to learn how to ride horses, and she wants her to practice courage. She does not want to live up to their hearts. , Even if it feels difficult, even if you know Mrs. Zhao's contempt and perfunctory, she must continue to learn.
"It's naturally good for the little lady to have this kind of heart, but learning to ride a horse is not an overnight thing, we have to take it slow." Zhao Yu'e looked at her trembling back. As if getting up, his eyes flashed and he asked tentatively, "Little lady is the cousin of the saint, and she should be very close to the saint. Maybe you can guess who the person who entered the account with the saint just now?"
She asked in a very natural tone, as if out of pure curiosity.
Guo'er turned her head to look at the imperial tent, and shook her head awkwardly: "I, I have only met His Majesty two or three times, no, not close..."
Disappointment flashed across Zhao Yu'e's eyes, and she said in her heart, "As expected." But she thought too much, how could such a daughter of Tian Shelang from Yanzhou really get so close to the saint
She smiled reluctantly, pulled the reins for Guo'er and continued to walk slowly forward, but her mind was no longer on teaching her how to ride a horse, and she just kept thinking about the situation she had just seen.
With the identity of a saint, what kind of woman you want is just a matter of words, why should you hide the identity of that woman from outsiders? But since he wrapped the man so tightly, there should be only two possibilities, either, the woman's identity was special and he didn't want to teach others to know, or the sage cherished and did not want to ruin the woman's reputation.
No matter what kind of possibility, it shows that the saint is not completely unfeminine.
In this case, she still has a chance to succeed, she just needs to think carefully.